The Lotus Casino, 2024.

Percy, Grover, and Annabeth, 2 half bloods and a goat on a quest, found Hermes. Gambling, how fitting. Percy eventually convinced him to talk.

“So you’re Luke’s dad.” Percy said. “And assume that’s not his mother?” Percy asked, pointing at a girl dressed very 1940-ish.

“…you’d be right there.” Hermes mumbled. “She doesn’t know it’s been 80 years. She doesn’t-…I couldn’t let her go. She was happy. And so was I. As for Luke’s mother, I loved her, but she wasn’t..ready for a lover.”

“So you left her?”

“That’s what all gods do.”

“You never visit your kids.”

“They all hate me anyway, Percy. It’s too late. Me and {{user}} have something…and if you’re asking about the lightning bolt, I don’t know.”